REALISTIC TRUTH
A sin I call it
Ungratefulness I define it
Wickedness I believe it is
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LOVE ARREST
Love scares my soul,
So my soul runs from it.
Barely did I know;
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DESERT FLOWER
Cleanliness redefined,
Holy road I tread,
Roving to chastity,
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The journey has been quite long;
Battles and challenges I have fought;
Disappointments I encountered yet strong;
Wearing the garment of triumph that I bought;
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Trapped in the memories of my past.
The visuals of my past I see always;
Making me feel horrible;
Escaping seemed impossible.
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Lord gracious!
What’s happening?
I don’t even know.
I feel I am falling.
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As the earth revolves around the sun;
And time passes by.
I find myself in captivity;
Enslaved to negativity.
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A world of gardens.
Gardens with flowers;
Beautiful, cute and charming:
Sweet-scented, colorful and ugly.
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Dawn always follows night;
In every dark cloud lies a silver lining;
Permanently, no condition lasts.
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Daily I wonder,
Pondering and having many thoughts.
Precious I believe you are,
What do I compare you with?
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The breeze of love feels cool and fresh,
The feeling of love;
Has rekindled a burning desire.
To show care and attention to an invaluable jewel.
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A PASTOR’S PLIGHT
The candle he burns at night,
Sunk deep in the spirit;
Waiting upon Jehovah to speak,
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KINGDOM JOURNEY
Life and death stares at us,
We live as we please,
Oblivious to the truth;
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A dream I dream everyday;
A dream I conceive all-day;
A dream I believe strongly;
That I can achieve definitely.
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Mother I call you;
Not just because you borne me.
But because,
My tears you wipe,
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Life comes with its price;
Your choice has its offer.
We wish for the best;
We live to achieve our quest;
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A mother-a child’s heartbeat;
An embodiment of care,
A chamber of wisdom,
A human worth celebrating.
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an electrical engineering student who enjoys reading and writing.)
Realistic Truth
REALISTIC TRUTH
A sin I call it
Ungratefulness I define it
Wickedness I believe it is
When feelings are not voiced out
Truth-like light on a hill
Can never be hidden
Far or near it shall be noticed
A truth rolling on my tongue
The truth of how blessed I am
In my heart lies a mistress
Calm, neat and pretty
An incarnation of wisdom
I fear not to fall
Because with you I stand tall
Since you possess my all in all
Your beautiful heart
Forever I shall nurse
Preventing it from pains and breaks
Protecting it with love and attention
I speak not words
But words with actions
Actions to support your dreams
Dreams to follow your passion
A passion to fly
Exile my heart shall be sent
Slavery I shall be placed
But free is my soul
As I spit out my thoughts.
WRITTEN BY: ANGEL DZIDULA-KOMLA
leadership follows the deserving heart whether willing or not like flies on honey.
some were born with silver spoons but i was born with a golden pen in the land of the scribes.
make the enemy king by crowning him with love and he shall be your servant of peace.
'right now they say you are not worthy of them, worry not but work your ass hard and be better so success makes them follow you like flies on honey'